…alohahaha and thanks for reading (and hopefully listening)…i have a new band and today we are releasing our first record…you can read about how we came to be here…below are the lyrics to the songs on the record with some photos of the band…please let me know what you think of the music and poetry in the comments…

Hi. We are HRIF. This is our first record HNEFATAFL.  You can buy the record here.
The album is composed of 8 songs about practice space ghosts, superhero drunks, the smell of raindrops on dragon roadies, bad bosses being big babies, outerspace garbage explosions, warrior tongue bathing ritual, and zookeeper bank robberies.
I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for listening.

SIDE A
DORODONGO
I am Adam Yr my Eve
In my bathroom I believeÂ
I’m in love With my glove
I am a runner
Running man
Born to run man
And I ran so far away
Swagger! I’m boss!
Rolling out my stones
No core
I got money
Jonny cash
Bought a chopper
Took a bath in my pool
So cool
I got vision I can see
See my glasses
Watch me p-down this drain
Golden rain
Swagger! I’m boss!
Rolling out my stones
No core
Yeah!
I’m a loser
Only lose
Best at losing
So I choose to get lost
So lost
I am garbage
Garbage man
Take my trash out
In the can I doze off
Swagger!
I’m boss!
Rolling out my stones
No core
THANATOSIS
Found myself walking down a hallway unsure if I was inside the hallway or inside the hallway next to another hallway unsure of whether I needed to be in that hallway or next to the hallway that was next to the door that was around the corner from a hallway that had a door you could take to get to another hallway.
Then I figured out it was always the same hallway no matter which hallway I was sure I was walking in I was always in the hallways going always towards the door that brought me here in the first place made me leave in the second place and ensured that the third place I found myself was next to the door I was unsure about walking through unless I came inside by going back outside.
Space War | Stoned Service | Star Gore | Killed Captains
Traced Floor | Tornado | Chased Chore | Disaster
I didn’t need to be there so I decided I would go anywhere and when I got anywhere I would be sure to find a way back in to where I had been and a way back out of where I was going to so I set off again along that path sure of the space I was certain of and unsure of the certainty of the space I wasn’t so sure about anymore.
And when I backed down the space where I had been I found another space I had not been and another space I should share and another space that wasn’t there but nobody noticed because the spaces sharing spaces with each other had spaces I couldn’t see anymore and places that couldn’t handle sharing the space with a space so certain it wasn’t exactly a space anymore.
Space ghost | Bad habits | Burnt toast | Wrong logics
Taste test | Don’t need it | Rejects | High drama
Time is not decision making
Time is not decision making
Time is not decision making
Time is not decision making
Time is held by making making up
I am a bad producer
I sit and watch you making stuff
I am a watch producer
I watch and make you stuff
I am a time producer
Space Toast | All Butter | Guide Post | Don’t Walk There
Fast Cards | Paper Bones | Old Guards | No Captains
REGMAGLYPTS
I am a merman
I speak in sloppy murmur
I say mur mur mur mur
My dog is also merman
My dog…He has a broken tail!
XUTH!
Planet of the whale!
All mankind will fail!
Goldfish in a pail!
XUTH!
Home to Captain Xan!
His seed replacing man!
How it all began!
I am a moonman
I come from a real earth moon
I wear a moo moo moo
Please mention only moon stuff
We moonwalk, And then am not our self
KOTH!
Lizard of the sun!
Watching mankind run!
Burning everyone!
KOTH!
Spitting lizard rain!
Earth now his domain!
Shall his kingdom reign!
ZARD!
Mountain of the fish!
In shadows of the skish!
Man makes his last wish!
ZARD!
Take one final stand!
Free all seven lands!
Leave history in sand!
DRAGOMAN
The Petrichor Our Provider He Gifts Us With His Golden Lore
With Sheets of Rain And Grassy Mane His Blood is Mud He Feels No Pain
We Ride On His Tail Chair And Hang Off His Toenail
We Dance In The Lights of His Eye
He Sings With a Red Roar And Begs Us To Explore
He Wants To Teach Us to Fly
The Petrichor A Great Singer He Shares A Song All times of yore
With Ozone Skin And Frozen Fin The Dusk He Rides In Cyclone Wind
We Swim Off His Sabre And Drink In His Lair
We Sleep In The Drops of His Storm
He Pours Us a Potion And dives in slow motion
He Glides in Wind & Waveform
The Petrichor King of Vapour Geosomin Old Earth Terror
With Banshee Wine On Thunder Shrine His Kingdom Reigns An aqua mind
SIDE B
ZAH
Butch! Yr the mayor of the alley
Butch! Yr the man above town
Butch! Yr the hero of the city & yr writing every lyric & yr smoking every song
Butch! Yr the king in the green room
Butch! Yr a genuine man
Butch! Yr the reason this was written so we shout it and we sing it and we shout and sing again
Blind Faith | Practice Space | Hold Time | Restart Erase
Break Down | Restep Retrace | Press Play | Silence Grace
Butch! Yr the hero in the rafters
Butch! Yr stage diving 20 floors
Butch! Yr a wizard shooting lazers riding werewolves through the jungle while you carry us on tour
Butch! Yr making all the music
Butch! Yr singing every song
Butch! Yr making us a mixtape made of jelly gravy waffles half a cobra and a clown
Blind Faith | Practice Space | Hold Time | Restart Erase
Break Down | Restep Retrace | Press Play | Silence Grace
LOXODROME
Daylight Shade | Cold Moonshine | Dusty Diver | Pearly Brine
Gravel Wisdom | Shaken Dust | Buried Shellings | Broken Rust
Wooden Sorcerer | Woolen Steel | Warlock Made of Chains | Kalikreins!Â
Barrel me away from here | I’m Lost | But I’m Not Scared
Tunneled Deaf Down | Hissing Creek | Pulses Pussing | Withered Weak
Burning Branches | Lava Sponge | Bathed in Ash | Muskellunge
Wooden Sorcerer | Woolen Steel | Warlock Made of Chains | Kalikreins!Â
Barrel me away from here | I’m Lost | And I Don’t Care
I Step at Sunrise to the East
Lay Down my Shield for the Beast
He Brays and Bellows for his Feast
I Offer Nothing Can’t Retreat
I Approach Naked Alone
His Crunching Echo Biting Bone
He Chews in Rows of Broken Teeth
Widen My Eyes in Full Belief
Into The Jaw I Enter Cold
Stepping Slow his Tongue Unfolds
The Spit it Rains I cannot See
I Let the Barrel Swallow me
And on the Outside I give In
Give me NothingÂ
Let me Barrel!
Barrel Me Away!
Kalikreins!Â
Barrel me away from hereÂ
I’m Lost And I Don’t Care
VUG
Heat Check Beating Up The Freeway | Ski Mask Catch it on the Relay
Fire Fight That You Don’t Need to Replay at All
Bouncing like a Basket and Everybody Having a Ball
Piss Stains Dotting up a Towel | Dead Rat Talking To The Owl
Broken Bat Making Sure You Foul Away
Hanging Like A Hammock Hopping for a Roll in the Hay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Remember Space And I Remember Ions | Big Sleep Playing with my Passion
Talk Cheap Praying for a Prayer and a Call
Phoning a Ring Finger Slowing Down my Walk to a Crawl
Quick Change Throw Another Layer | A New Game And Need Another Player
Knees Down Wind Your Teeth they Chatter and Walk
Laughing like a Lion Breaking Down the Door with a Knock knock knockÂ
Halcyon Days | Harlequine Valley
Sun in the Shade | Don’t Sleep There Are Snakes
MUSTH
I’m not a Pencil | Something to write on
I need to share my words
Can I have soda? | Some ice for fingers
I need a cold one, sure
Hey, can I sleep here? | Need walls to walk through
A place to push my pain
I’m gonna break this | Just want to sit here
I want to drink champagne
Feel the earth beneath my feet
Relax
When I fall, It all slows down
Feel the air above my cape
Attack
When I fall, It all slows down
I watch me spill it | Nice labradoodle
The show it starts at eight
I’m not a hero | Can barely hear you
I ponder and I wait
Please call me Deborah | My name is Debbie
But Deborah is my name
Be Bop Palua | Yeah I am Hippie
And you can be the same
Feel the earth beneath my feet
Relax
When I fall, It all slows down
Feel the air above my cape
Attack
When I fall, It all slows down
HRIF - HNEFATAFL - Available for purchase and streaming here. Thank you for all your support. Let us know what you think below.
Thanks for reading my mind.
This is the love-child of Kerouac and Thompson dressed up like Jack Sparrow dipped in Siracha. But more somber.